I looked in the window to see you clearer but my breath fogged up the glass so I drew a new face and I laughed....

OK, so I haven't blogged in a while....If I didn't know any better, I would think myself lazy! See, it's like this, I've been busy...doing things...stuff....OK, OK, I have no excuse! I guess sometimes, one goes thru phases in their life; Some days you are overwhelmed with words and there isn't enough time in one day to write it all down, and yet other days there seems to be no words sufficient enough to express the jumbled mess of thoughts you keep up in your head, and all you can really do when that happens is sit there with a blank look on your face...OK, so this week-ish, I've felt like I've had a blank look on my face. My mom says that men are waffles and women are spaghetti. Men think in compartments, one compartment at a time and women thinks about many things all at once....I think my bowl of spaghetti is empty :-( blah, blah, blah...All that to say, "I was listening to this song by Todd Agnew the other day." This was cool because I felt like as I was listening, Mr. Agnew was putting some spaghetti back in my bowl. As I was listening to the words, I felt like God was whispering in my ear (my good ear of course). It makes me smile to think of my beautiful saviour singing to me. This song is entitled "a martyr's song" but it wasnt just written to those who were put to death because of their faith. "martyr" means "witness". Anyone who knows Christ personally and intimately is a witness. And what's really cool is that Jesus is longing to sing these words to you...to me...

I've been waiting to dance with you
In fields full of colors you've never seen
I've been waiting to show you beauty
You never dreamed that's always been in you
I've been waiting to see you tremble as you're embraced
By a world saturated with my love
I've been waiting for the day when at last I get to say
My child you are finally home

I've been waiting to watch you realize
What all your longing was for
I've been waiting to show you the thread of grace
That ran through all your pain
I've been waiting to let you drink the water of which
Your greatest joy on earth was just a taste
I've been waiting for the day when at last I get to say
My child you are finally home

Every tear you cried dried in the palm of my hand
Every lonely hour was by my side
every loved one lost, every river crossed
Every moment, every hour was pointing to this day
I've been longing for this day
My child, you are finally home